Though my storms may roar, My God roars louder.
Why, God, why?
Why do I go through these storms?
Why do I feel so lost and torn?
Couldn't you sound Your mighty voice to warn the waves to stop and peace to form?
I wonder if You are here.
I feel like the dark grows even more near.
I strain my ear, Your voice is what I long to hear.
But all I hear is silence.
I try to do everything right
I try so hard to keep on with the fight.
I try so hard to be the light.
But all I see is the dark.
I scream and I cry
And I still ask why
I try and try to reason that it is not I
who is causing this pain.
I read Your Word
Try to wield the Sword
Through the rivers of life I ford
Then I see it clear.
You have always been there.
Just waiting for my prayer.
Waiting to meet me there
in the midst of the struggle and rain.
This storm is man-made
I created my own chains
And tried to place the blame
on the One who cannot change.
My distrust shackled me in a cage
My anxiety burdened me with rage
My sinful nature begged me to stay.
But no more.
No more will I let myself keep score
No more will I leave myself entrapped in this war
No more will I let my sin control me as it did before
Because freedom is nigh
The Lord hears my cry
He will not leave me out high and dry.
I know I am in His watchful eye.
He teaches me through the depths of the deep
He beckons me as I weep
He helps me to peacefully sleep though the darkness tries to creep.
I rejoice even though I once made my own storm.
And I pray I will no longer let those storms form.
Though my storms roar, My God roars louder,
and everything will fall when my God calls.
A psalm of David.
1 The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside quiet waters,
3 He refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
for his name's sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the darkest valley,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
6 Surely your goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord